Pilgrim

Little man with his eyes on fire
And his smile so bright.
In his hands are the toys you gave
To fill his heart with delight.

And in the ring stands a circus clown
Holding up a knife.
What you see and what you will hear
Will last you for the rest of your life.

And it's sad, so sad,
There ain't no easy way round.
And it's sad, so sad,
All you friends gather round
'Cause the circus left town.

Little man with his heart so pure
And his love so fine.
Stick with me and I'll ride with you
Till the end of the line.

Hold my hand and I'll walk with you
Through the darkest night.
When I smile I'll be thinking of you
And every little thing will be all right.

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The circus left town, left town.
The circus left town, left town.

And how do I choose and where do I draw the line
Between truth and necessary pain?
And how do I know and where do I get my belief
That things will be all right again?
What words do I use to try and explain
To those who have witnessed all my tears?
And what does it mean to know all these things
When love's been wasted all these years,
When love's been wasted all these years.

Standing in the shadows
With my heart right in my hand,
Removed from other people
Who could never understand.
I was a pilgrim for your love,
A pilgrim for your love,
A pilgrim for your love,
I was a pilgrim for your love.

It's like living in a nightmare,
Like looking in the blackest hole,
Like standing on the edge of nothing,
Completly out of control.
Now where have I been all these years
And how come I just couldn't see?
Like a blind man walking 'round in darkness,
I was a pilgrim for your love,
I was a pilgrim for your love.

Standing in the shadows
With my heart right in my hand,
Removed from other people
Who could never understand.

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I was a pilgrim for your love.
A pilgrim for your love.
I was a pilgrim.
Pilgrim for your love.

It's three miles to the river
That would carry me away,
And two miles to the dusty street
That I saw you on today.

It's four miles to my lonely room
Where I will hide my face,
And about half a mile to the downtown bar
That I ran from in disgrace.

Lord, how long have I got to keep on running,
Seven hours, seven days or seven years?
All I know is, since you've been gone
I feel like I'm drowning in a river,
Drowning in a river of tears.
Drowning in a river.
Feel like I'm drowning,
Drowning in a river.

In three more days, I'll leave this town
And disappear without a trace.
A year from now, maybe settle down
Where no one knows my face.

I wish that I could hold you
One more time to ease the pain,
But my time's run out and I got to go,
Got to run away again.

Still I catch myself thinking,
One day I'll find my way back here.
You'll save me from drowning,
Drowning in a river,
Drowning in a river of tears.
Drowning in a river.
Feels like I'm drowning,
Drowning in the river.
Lord, how long must this go on?

Drowning in a river,
Drowning in a river of tears.

By eric clapton and simon climie

The point on the water, there's a change in the air,
A vibe in the darkness but there's nobody there.
I look for the reason but there's nothing to see,
Just a hole in my memory where my mind used to be.

Tell me why
Can i find no relief in my heart.
I reside
In a world that has fallen apart.

Out of my mind, baby, show me a sign, baby,
Show me a way to get back on time, please.
Where do we go, baby, how will i know?
Who holds the key, is it hidden inside of me?

But why should i worry and why do i care
When this road that i walk on is going nowhere.
I stand and i study every face in the crowd,
See the fear in their eyes, they must be thinking out loud.

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Scratching the surface, it all looks the same;
A world full of anger with no one to blame.
But who can i turn to? who holds the key?
And who has the answer? i think it's inside of me.

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All things considered it looks as though utopia were far closer to us than
Anyone, only fifteen years ago, could have imagined. then, i projected it six
Hundred years into the future. today it seems quite possible that the horror
May be upon us within a single century. that is, if we refrain from blowing
Ourselves to smithereens in the interval. indeed, unless we choose to
Decentralize and to use applied science, not as the end to which human beings
Are to be made the means, but as the means to producing a race of free
Individuals, we have only two alternatives to choose from: either a number of
National militarized totalitarianisms, having as their root the terror of the
Atomic bomb and as their consequence the destruction of civilization (or, if
The warfare is limited, the perpetuation of militarism); or else one
Supranational totalitarianism, called into existence by the social chaos
Resulting from rapid technological progress in general and the atomic
Revolution in particular, and developing, under the need for efficiency and
Stability, into the welfare-tyranny of utopia. you pays your money and you
Takes your choice.

{the quote is the final paragraph of the foreward to aldous huxley's "brave
New world", transcribed here in its entirety.}

By eric clapton and greg phillinganes

When the wind blows down this hard,
Many a bond is broken.
See the water lie on the ground
From where the heavens opened.

Lord, how will you get through this night
With your dreams departed?
And who alone will comfort you?
Only the broken hearted.

So you've gone beyond your means,
Every wound is open,
Your best laid plans are out of reach,
And all your fears unspoken.

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Sweet revenge is spoken then;
In the twilight it is gone.
To living lies with no escape,
Lord, i would rather be alone.

I press my fingers to the wood
To tell you of my dreaming,
To sing you songs from olden times,
To keep the love light gleaming.

'cause there's a place where we can go,
Where we will not be parted.
And who alone will enter there?
Only the broken hearted.

Only the broken, broken hearted.
Only the broken, broken hearted.
Only the broken, broken hearted.
Only the broken, broken hearted.

(by st. louis jimmy)

I have had my fun if i never get well no more.
I have had my fun if i never get well no more.
All of my health is failing;
Lord, i'm going down slow,

I'm going down slow.
Please write my mother and tell her the shape i'm in.
Please write my mother and tell her the shape i'm in.
Tell her to pray for me,
Forgive me for my sin,
For all of my sin.

On the next train south, look for my clothes back home.
On the next train south, look for my clothes back home.
'cause all of my health is failing;
Lord, i'm going down slow,
I'm going down slow.

All of my health is failing;
Lord, i'm going down slow,
I'm going down slow.

Feel like i'm going, like i'm going down slow.
I feel like i'm going, like i'm going down slow.
I feel like i'm going, like i'm going down slow.
I feel like i'm going, like i'm going down slow.
I feel like i'm going, like i'm going down slow.

(by eric clapton, simon clime)

I'm gonna buy me a parrot, baby,
And teach him how to call my name.
I'm gonna buy me a parrot, baby,
And teach him how to call my name.
Then i won't have to miss you baby
And i won't have you driving me insane.

I was in love with you, baby,
Till the day you brought me down so low.
I was in love with you, baby,
Till the day you brought me down so low.
You had me walking 'round in circles, baby;
I didn't know which way to go.

Oh, i'm so sick and tired of you baby,
I'm sick and tired of the way you carry on.
Lord, i'm sick and tired, baby,
Sick and tired of the way you carry on.
You can pack up all of your things, baby;
Hit the road, get out of here, be gone.

Now i'm gonna get me a shotgun, baby,
Keep it stashed behind the door.
I'm gonna get me a shotgun, baby,
Keep it stashed behind the bedroom door.
I may have to blow your brains out, baby,
Then you won't bother me no more.